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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ALL TO MYSELF, by WILBUR DICK NESBIT Poet's Biography First Line: All to myself I find the way Last Line: All to myself. | |||
ALL TO MYSELF I find the way Back to each golden yesterday, Faring in fancy until I stand Clasping your ready, friendly hand; The picture seems half true, half dream, And I keep its color and its gleam All to myself. All to myself I hum again Fragments of some old-time refrain, Something that comes at fancy's choice, And I hear the cadence of your voice: Sometimes 'tis dim, sometimes 'tis clear, But I keep the music that I hear All to myself. All to myself I hold and know All of the days of long ago -- Wonderful days when you and I Owned all the sunshine in the sky: The days come back as the old days will, And I keep their tingle and their thrill All to myself. All to myself! My friend, do you Count all the memories softly, too? Summer and Autumn, Winter, Spring, The hopes we cherish, and everything? They course my veins as a draft divine, And I keep them wholly, solely mine -- All to myself. All to myself I think of you, Think of the things we used to do, Think of the things we used to say, Think of each happy, bygone day; Sometimes I sigh and sometimes I smile, But I keep each olden, golden while All to myself. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A REAL BOY by WILBUR DICK NESBIT A SONG OF OUR FLAG by WILBUR DICK NESBIT HIS MOTHER by WILBUR DICK NESBIT THANKSGIVING NIGHT by WILBUR DICK NESBIT THE FOOTBALL CASABIANCA by WILBUR DICK NESBIT SUMTER by HENRY HOWARD BROWNELL THE WANDERER: 2. IN FRANCE: THE PORTRAIT by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON THE TEACHER by LESLIE PINCKNEY HILL |
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